Don't Want to Talk About It
from Outside by Jeff Litman
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lyrics
Sitting with you.
You're voice is drowned out by the deadlocked door.
Trying to get through to me with your blubbering.
How do I know
if this is any different than before?
How do I tell you I'm not listening?
I just want to run along,
but my legs are not that long.
And I hear your blah, blah, blah
through my stare.
But I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
Everyone says
you've got to make me open up and
get me to tell you what I'm feeling.
Tying again
your shrink is on your case about it.
Everyone tells you what I'm needing.
I just want to run along,
but my legs are not that long.
And I hear your blah, blah, blah
through my stare.
But I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh.
Sure, I might bleed
but you're the last one that I need.
I don't really care what will become of me.
I'm not easily amused
so please don't light my fuse.
Just let me keep pretending I'm ok.
Cause I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
oh, oh, oh. oh, oh, oh.
You're voice is drowned out by the deadlocked door.
Trying to get through to me with your blubbering.
How do I know
if this is any different than before?
How do I tell you I'm not listening?
I just want to run along,
but my legs are not that long.
And I hear your blah, blah, blah
through my stare.
But I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
Everyone says
you've got to make me open up and
get me to tell you what I'm feeling.
Tying again
your shrink is on your case about it.
Everyone tells you what I'm needing.
I just want to run along,
but my legs are not that long.
And I hear your blah, blah, blah
through my stare.
But I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh.
Sure, I might bleed
but you're the last one that I need.
I don't really care what will become of me.
I'm not easily amused
so please don't light my fuse.
Just let me keep pretending I'm ok.
Cause I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
No, I don't want to talk about it.
oh, oh, oh. oh, oh, oh.
credits
from
Outside,
released 25 January 2012
Jeff Litman: lead/background vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Andy Thompson: bass, organ
Michael Bland: drums
Jason Wexler: piano
Maddy Wyatt: background vocals
Jeff Litman: lead/background vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Andy Thompson: bass, organ
Michael Bland: drums
Jason Wexler: piano
Maddy Wyatt: background vocals
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The gritty Americana of Tom Petty, the harmonic savvy of Elvis Costello, and the undiluted melodicism of Paul Westerberg.
NYC-based Singer/Songwriter, Jeff Litman's second album, Outside, available Feb. 7, 2012.
shows
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May 24New York, NY
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Jun 26New York, NY
discography
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Jan 2012 -
Jan 2009
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